When Merion arrived.
Avodo immediately unfolded a piece of parchment in his hand and said, "This is the list of 20 new hands. The supervisor in charge of the slave purchase and signing 'free contract citizens', the offers of each of these new hands, and their sources."
"These 20 new hands are all slaves sold in. None of them is a 'free contract citizen'."
"They came from drunkards, gamblers, and people who were sold by the creditor when they were in debt in Cabul. There was no prisoner of war in them. The price the supervisor offered to buy them was basically 1-2 gold coins, and only one person's identity was 3 gold coins. This person must be found out first."
"Their overall strength is very weak."
"So, the performance of the first show of newbies can last for two hours, but it's important for this show." "Lion Avodo" said, "We need to properly adjust their physical strength on Colosseum, and if necessary, take some tactics to extend the performance time."
Avodo looked at "Monkey Sam" and said, "If a newbie wants to run to stand against the wall of Colosseum again, you can shoot the ground in front of him with a crossbow to block the way, in case of a tragic accident in the last selection show for newbies."
"Monkey Sam" nodded slightly.
"The rule of the first show for newbies is to chase after them one by one. They have to run on the stage, but don't hurt the vital parts." Lion Avodo said, "Pick out the most promising fighter who deserves training in two hours. At the same time, make the audience happy and satisfied."
"Lion Avodo" had a clear mind when he analyzed the situation on the stage. His explanation was simple and clear.
Avodo looked around at the 19 fighters.
After looking at each of them.
There was no doubt on the faces of the 19 companions.
Then, "Lion Avodo" put on the mask under the helmet.
He lifted his spear.
He turned around, untied the black horse on the flag, and mounted the horse.
Merion and the other 18 warriors immediately put on their helmets and masks.
They lifted their weapon, turned around, and untied the horse on the flag.
They all mounted their horses.
Merion rode on "Solidified Blood".
Following the 18 old gladiators in front of him, he walked towards the east gate of Colosseum in two rows.
The two lines of riders stopped about 100 meters away from the east gate of Colosseum.
Standing outside the pure white Cabul Colosseum, the audience could hear the deafening cheers inside.
Tens of thousands of audiences were shouting madly.
They were looking forward to a grand show to begin immediately -- the well-known old wrestlers riding vigorously and hunting on their horses; in the face of powerful opponents, the newbies who came on the stage for the first time were oppressed by death, panic, helplessness and panic; as for the handsome new faces that might appear on Colosseum, those strong handsome men burst out male hormones, and were the rising stars of Cabul.
The audience of Cabul Colosseum liked to watch the first show of newbies every month, which was reasonable.
It was a place where the past, the present, and the future intertwined.
There were memories of the glory and memories brought to them by the brave old gladiators.
Some of the new players hoped to see more brilliant performances of Colosseum in the future.
Tens of thousands of audiences cheered louder than just now.
Merion guessed that the iron gate of the opposite west gate had been opened.
20 newbies were being driven into the hall through the passageway.
He could even imagine the pale faces of these newbies.
Some of them were shivering.
Being stabbed by the long spears of the guards, they had no choice but to take steps forward, trembling all over.
Now, tens of thousands of audiences in the room were using all kinds of things in their hands, hitting the seats in order. The violent cheers and shouts were about to overturn the whole Cabul Colosseum.
In front of them, the heavy black west gate of Colosseum was slowly rising.
The horse gladiators in front of Merion began to move.
Merion had no hesitation.
He shook the reins.
"Solidified Blood" galloped along with the horses in front of him, rushing into the black iron door like a sharp sword.
20 steeds rushed to Colosseum together.
"Lion Avodo" was the last one to enter the hall.
Wearing fine armor and riding a black warhorse, Avodo, who was burly, entered the hall like the God of death.
Just like the last talent show, tens of thousands of audiences in the stands seemed to be crazy. They flapped the seats, waved the fans, handkerchief and other things in their hands, and shouted in unison.
"Avodo, Avodo, 'Lion Avodo'..."
"The king of the arena of Cabul Colosseum."
"The free trade city tore up the enemy, 'Lion Avodo'!"
"Lion Avodo"'s cold eyes leaked on the horse.
He immediately raised the long spear in his hand, and the black horse circled around a small area to greet the audience.
The audience immediately cheerfully whistled, and many female audiences enthusiastically shouted his name, waving fans and handkerchiefs.
At this time, almost all eyes were focused on "Lion Avodo".
Merion felt that someone was looking at him in the grandstand.
He quickly looked in that direction.
It was the stage.
There was a thin golden sunshade.
Sitting on the stage, not far to the right of the referee with a white beard, a lady was looking at him.
The woman's figure was sexy and hot.
Her big blue eyes were full of surprise.
It was as if a river of stars was shining inside.
"Fatima." Merion behind mask recognized her immediately.
He looked at Fatima.
In the grandstand, there was a beautiful girl about eighteen or nine years old beside Fatima.
Like Fatima, she was also dressed in gorgeous clothes and wore an invaluable jade around her neck.
The girl looked at Fatima and looked at Merion in surprise.
Fatima then turned around and whispered to her with a smile.
The girl was immediately stunned.
Then she blushed and looked at Merion with eyes.
Her eyes were different from Fatima's. they were no stars all over the sky.
Instead, it was like beautiful autumn water spinning inside.
As her eyes wandered, beautiful autumn water seemed to spill out from the lake.
When she looked at Merion.
Her beautiful eyes were blurred and wet like deer.
Merion was sure that she didn't know this beautiful girl.
He felt strange that she had been staring at him happily all the time.
But looking at the girl's intimate attitude with Fatima.
He knew that she must be a relative or a close friend of Fatima.
Merion and the girl looked at each other.
He also saluted with eyes.
The blush on the face of the strange girl immediately became stronger than before.